She knows the future like the palm in your hand Who: Elias and Prudence What: Questions and perhaps answers When: Saturday Morning Where: Toronto General Hospital Warning: Language most likely
A few days had been visits from his family. Then he’d had the first vision and he’d been so confused and all but traumatized by it that it had taken him another whole day to come down from the fright that seeing things inside his head that he could in no way have known had given him. So he called Prudence and she’d told him she was already in the elevator and hung up the phone. She knew things too, quite obviously. It was the fact that she knew things that troubled him almost more than knowing things himself. When she came inside the room, he blinked a little at her. “That’s really creepy, you know.” he told her.
Prudence had been waiting for days for Elias to contact her. Finally Saturday morning she got a vision of the pair of them in his hospital room. She knew what time she was supposed to be there so not even bothering to wait for his call, she headed to the hospital. As she was in the elevator he finally rang her. She merely informed him she was already there and hung up.
When she came into the room she smirk on his comment. “Yea, I can be creepy. It took a lot of practice for me to be able to be this creepy.” The redhead draped herself in the chair next to his bed. “You’re looking better. Healing up nicely.” She removed her coat to reveal a beautiful dress that hugged her body in all the right places. “So, I take it you’ve had your first vision?”
Vision. He supposed that was about the only thing that what he’d experienced could be called. “Yeah...” he said with a small nod. “I guess that’s what it was. Happened the other day and it freaked me out enough that I thought I’d lost my mind entirely. Even with the warning.” he admitted. His eyes flicked over her body and back to her face. “So it’s true then?” he questioned. “I can see things... like you can?”
Prudence saw the little once over he gave her and couldn’t help but smirk. Ok, so she had purposely worn one of her sexier outfits. Men were more inclined to do the bidding of an attractive woman. “I would think it was obviously true.” she said then leaned forward. “Tell me, what is it that you saw?” She was curious as to how advanced his visions would be starting so late in life.
“Someone I didn’t know.” he told her. “A man in a hospital bed. His wife was crying and shit... I assume it was his wife. Then he coded and there were people rushing about and when I came out of it, maybe ten minutes later it happened all over again. sort of a fucked up deja vu.” he told the girl. “But what the hell does any of this mean?” he asked her. “How do I turn it off?”
“Looks like you’re at the child’s stage of visions.” she said, looking thoughtful. “You just had a random vision. It was something close in proximity to you. That’s normal. You’ll have deja vu like that all the time, it’s just something to become accustomed to. And no, there is no way to turn it off. You can learn to control it, guide it, but there’s no turning off the visions.”
A child’s stage? So they got worse? The thought made him sick to his stomach. And he could never turn it off? “I’m going to go completely insane and kill myself.” he told her simply. There were no two ways about it. He couldn’t handle just randomly shutting down and going into vision mode, there was no way that would work in the midst of a fight.
“Oh, stop being so dramatic.” she said with a roll of her eyes. “Soon you’ll learn to feel the vision coming so you can prepare yourself. It’s all a matter of practice.” She had spent the last few days poking around in his past. He was a hunter, which was not so good, but she could fix that problem. “You’re not going to be hunting any time soon. You need to learn control before you go off slaughter unsuspecting people.”
“You can’t exactly stop in the middle of a hunt and ‘prepare yourself for a vision’.” he pointed out, shaking his head a little as he lifted a hand to brush his fingers through his hair. “I don’t slaughter unsuspecting people either, so you know.” he told her. “Half the time I’m just the planner. I don’t kill people if I don’t have to and anyone I have attacks first nine times out of ten.” Well, it was mostly true. He had killed unsuspecting people but some of them truly deserved it. Didn’t they?
The redheaded seer pursed her lips. “Somehow being the planner makes it worse.” she said, scrunching up her nose and shaking her head. “Regardless of your past, you have to worry about your furture. Before anything, you need lessons. Lucky for you, I’m an excellent teacher.”
“Why would you bother teaching me if I’m so bad?” he questioned. “Why bother even letting me know what’s going on? You could leave me be to go completely mad and be tossed into an asylum.” he pointed out. He shouldn’t be giving her ideas, but he couldn’t help but be curious of her motives.
“I had a vision about you.” she said with a shrug. “I figure that’s a hint that I’m supposed to help you. There isn’t exactly a seer school...” Prudence hadn’t done much with her life. She figured if she helped him, then maybe her existence would mean something. “And I’m not gonna have you locked up in a loony bin. You’re not off your rocker.”
She’d had a vision and then took time out of her life to help him? No one did things like that, but apparently this Prudence girl did. “I feel like I’m off my rocker.” he told her. “I don’t understand what’s happening to me and I can’t just up and quit my entire life... quit my family...” he told her. “But can I really go out hunting... other people like me?”
“I’m not exactly one to ask about things like that. My own moral compass is a bit skewed.” Prudence lived with basically an insane vampire. Her life was nothing to write home about. She lived off Macha and used her powers to help her mistress. Mostly Macha liked her cause she was pretty. Not exactly a rousing career choice. “You’ll figure those things out eventually.”
He hoped that he would indeed figure out things, but right now all he wanted to do was pretend that everything was the way it had always been. Having morals was too fucking difficult for him to handle at the moment. He pushed his worries aside and decided to try and ask things that maybe she could answer. “What are visions like for you?” he questioned.
Prudence leaned back in her chair, looking thoughtful. “Well, it depends. Sometimes they’re broken images, like multiple photographs flashing in my head. Sometimes it’s like a movie.” she said. “How did you see your first vision?”
“It was like I was really there.” he told her. “Then I was here again and it happened all over.” he explained. It was all just really confusing to the man and he still thought that maybe he’d gone a little crazy or something. Still he knew that what she was saying was true, no matter how much he’d like not to believe it.
She nodded as he explained. “You’ll be able to control it some day. It’ll take a lot of practice.” Prudence herself had spent years working with her abilities. She was very advanced for as young as she was. “I’ll help you, guide you.”
He still couldn’t see why the woman wanted to help him, but he decided not to look a gift horse in the mouth. “Okay.” he told her. “So... where should I start?” The beginning, he figured, would be the hardest thing to sort out.
“First, you need to not be laid up in a hospital bed.” she said. “The strain on your mind is gonna be pretty big and you’ll need to be physically healthy before we start. Really start. For now, I need you to ride the visions. When you come out of it, I want you to write down every detail you can remember. It’ll help me get an idea where you are on the seer power spectrum and then we can figure out what areas we need to focus on first.”
He figured being healthy would be a good place to start as well. Even if he was ready to be getting down to understanding this whole thing now and not later. Riding out the visions wasn’t something he was looking forward to, but he didn’t think there was much of a choice in the matter really. “Guess I should get myself a notebook then.” he sighed. “I feel like I’m thirteen with a journal that has a stupid little lock on it or something. Not that he ever had them. Of course he never had them. “Or I’ll just get my sister to bring in my laptop.” Which sounded like a better idea to him. Easier to keep track of and easier to hide shit in a computer.
“However you want to do it.” she said with a nod. “Look, I know this is a huge shock and considering your family, I get it. But it’s not going away.” Prudence reached over, brushing some hair back from his face. “You’re gonna be ok, eventually. I won’t let you go crazy...” Prudence felt like it was her duty to protect Elias, to make him ok. It was a deep seeded internal feeling that had formed from the moment she had a vision about him. As advanced as she was, she didn’t know everything. She just hoped she knew enough.
Letting out a little sigh, Elias nodded. The little ruffling of his hair, pushing it away from his face, brought some comfort to the guy. “At least I know if I call you, you’ll show up.” he said with a half-hearted smile. That was better than dealing with this shit alone. Thank god for built in Seer-encyclopedias.